Staycation: Beverly Hills

One of my major bucket list items since moving to LA was to stay at The Beverly Hills Hotel. Thanks to a wonderful paternal benefactor, that dream became a reality, and now I’m blessed to be able to report back on my fabulous Staycation Beverly Hills style.

Here is my guide to being Rich and Famous for a day—the old Hollywood Way :). This post was originally written in 2013 and updated in 2024 – so you might see a celebrity reference or two that makes more sense back in the day.

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Check in Early

I got there at 2 p.m. with the hopes that my charms would get me checked in quicker. While it was not immediate, I did get a call before 3 p.m., and my luggage was all ready put away for me! I was given a brief history of the hotel as I was escorted down that iconic green hallway, and by the time I reached my room, I felt like Elizabeth Taylor—just with fewer husbands.

A champagne promptly followed in order to preserve my new-found celebrity.

See the Sights

Head down to Rodeo Drive for some shopping, be it via window or currency. After you’ve traveled as far as your Manolos can take you, stop by Dante Beverly Hills for Martini Hour, during which you can get a Martini for just $10! It’s located on the rooftop of The Mayborne Hotel on Canon Drive.

Have Dinner in Town

Dinner was at Il Pastio on Canon Drive. In lieu of appetizers and dessert, we just ordered three pastas. After all, the Drago brothers designed the entire menu around the dish! Other notable restaurants include Funke for Italian and Matu for a Wagyu Beef Tasting Menu.

Brunch, then Bon Voyage

Brunch at The Polo Lounge is an experience not to be missed. There is Jazz on Sundays and you can almost guarantee a celeb sighting to go with your bloody mary. Mine was Warren Beatty :). I had the Pink Palace Breakfast which includes Coffee, Fresh juice, Smoked Salmon Soft Scrambled eggs, lemon Ricotta Pancakes, and a side of Sliced Fruit. Perhaps a little too much, but I thought a nice food coma might soften the blow of having to check out.

As I waited at the Valet, I ran into a bumbling Janice Dickenson getting out of her car with a garbage bag full of laundry. As I read that she was bankrupt, I can only assume she also has a benefactor of sorts who allows her to check into the pink paradise.

No better place to be broke, though than Beverly Hills 🙂